Lip Balm Obsession

Lip Balm Obsession short poem

My sweet lip balm,
Without which I lack a calm!

I buy whatever I find,
I need to try every kind.

Be it cherry or mint,
With every sort I have a stint.

There’s shimmer and gloss,
They never make me cross.

It feels good when I smile,
To apply, it hardly takes awhile.

During work or after,
Or a dinner filled with laughter.

With lip balm one can never go wrong,
Even while singing a song,
For lip balm I long!

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An Engineer with bursts of creativity. My poems are mostly rhymes and sometimes take a nonsensical turn. When I'm not working, I write poems or work on paper craft.
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@sushantika the happy quirkiness of your verse is simply adorable and never fails to elicit a smile..this is a truly happy poem!

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